Hulk Hoegaarden, Gin Kinsella, David Duvodkany, Etc

Won't you take me back to Texas?

Where the parking lots are homes

Won't you take me back to Texas?

Where it's warm

You remember the edges of October

Sofa surfing 'til we made the flight

The sum of our hangovers laid out before us

Stretched to where the desert touches sky

In flashes of sleep deprivation

The order collapsed and the borders were missed

But I swear I've never been so far from home

For everyone whose names we lost or were too drunk or tired to ask

Oh, dispossessed house guest

We ghosted the Midwest

And settled where the desert touches sky

In flashes of sleep deprivation

The order collapsed and the borders were missed

But I swear I've never been so far from

Never! (Oh, I swear I've never been so)

Far from home, I swear I've never been

It's a milestone, I'm sure

With the parents screamin' "Murder in the hall!"

Martyrs spraying shadows on the lawn

Of the colour Kodak new, is this magic, is this heaven for you?

And you think

The world's just gonna fall into yr arms

Like so many free drinks bought by strangers in strange bars

(I could go on)

Well, if you faked your way this far

Then compromise seems

Uh, unromantic!

(I could go on)

Clutch yr last years festival wristbands like medals from a war you think you fought

Well, honey

You could cut diamonds on those lips

And that dress has sure stayed pristine

But you still lost!

(I could go on, I could go on)

(I could go on!)

Hangin' branches off yr stories

And it's not like I don't think they're true but they've all got the same plot

You get the badges

You get the booze

And then, you get the boys!

(I could go on!)

Johnny Foreigner: The Mandy Morbid of indie rock!

Never got the cash for flights, but we've sure seen a lot of cock!

Put money shots on our blogs and hope to god we're still hot

'Cause between you, and us, and her!?

I think that's all we've got!